2078 Sound the Horn

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"Knock knock."

"Knock knock."

Matthew raised his hand and knocked on the door panel. Although he knew that it was a high probability event that Renly did not respond, he still stood at the door and waited for a while before pushing open the door of the room. The halo was completely blocked, but only revealed a hazy blue shimmer, just like being in the abyss of the sea. I couldn't help opening my eyes and began to explore the mystery in the halo. The warm air was The room was surging, creating a kind of coziness and comfort of soaking in the hot spring, and the muscles relaxed.

Turning on the night light at the door, Matthew went straight to the window, pulled the three-layer thick curtain directly, "teared", and the gray light sprinkled all over the floor—

Although it is still a cloudy day outside, the sun is blocked by the layers of clouds and mist, and the color of early winter is already filled with the color of the early winter before it officially enters the autumn. Large tracts of gray are lingering between the streets and buildings, and the world has a kind of heavy It was quiet; but the thin light still dyed the shimmer in the room a shallow milky white, and it seemed that even the solemn and solemn air was quietly permeating, and I couldn't help shivering.

"..." There were vague mutterings from the bed, and when he turned around, he could see Lan Li, who had covered his head with the quilt, squirming like a spring silkworm. He lost his usual arrogance and coldness, and expressed his dissatisfaction in his own way.

"Renly, you have to get up." Matthew stood at the end of the bed and answered him with a throw pillow that flew over. He dodged it familiarly, and then repeated, "Renly, it's time to get up. "

"Give me another five minutes." Renly's hoarse voice came from under the duvet, lazy and sleepy, and the thick nasal voice revealed the sleepiness of not getting enough sleep.

Matthew didn't urge Renly any more, and when he turned around, he could see Renly's clothes and slippers piled on the ground. He couldn't help but bend over to pack them up one by one, and then sorted out all the messy documents on the desk-even though he knew Renly. For nearly two decades, he'd grown accustomed to Renly's informality, but every so often, he was still full of confusion: How on earth did that guy mess up the house in one night?

That could be considered an ability, right?

Using small appliances such as folders and isolation boards, Matthew tidyed up the entire desk clearly, and all items were classified into categories, arranged neatly one by one according to type, content, year, author, etc., which revealed the original desktop. The appearance of the whole visual effect is much refreshed.

Turning around, only to find scattered documents on the indoor sofa and reclining chair. Matthew stood there for a moment and paused for a while, then stepped forward again, picked up the few letters, glanced quickly, and then You can see that Renly is familiar with himself, and he wrote:

"When others return home, I'm still on the road until I get to the-other-side, or nothing."

Matthew's movements paused for a moment, carefully feeling the collision of those words between his lips and teeth, and finally repeated, "come-undone". With the stubbornness and sadness hidden in the depths of the soul.

When everyone else has returned home, he is still walking alone on the road of chasing his dreams, looking forward to reaching the other side of the world, not hitting the southern wall or looking back, maybe because he refuses to compromise and surrender, maybe because he chooses Giving up also means rejecting himself, perhaps because... he has no harbor to return to, so all he can do is continue to run wildly until he reaches the other side.

"The-other-side?" Matthew raised his voice.

After waiting for a while, Renly's voice muffled from under the quilt, "On my side."

This made a smile appear on Matthew's mouth, "I thought it was the other side of the confrontation between George and Elizabeth."

Renly lifted the quilt, but still lay on the spot, staring at the ceiling above his head, "The first thought was this, to achieve success, realize dreams, and create the other side of brilliance, because there are only losers and losers. It will stay on this side and refuse to admit defeat to myself.”

"But then I realized that I think differently from them, and have completely different definitions of success and dreams. I don't want to go to the other side of their opposition. My world should not be based on them. So, I will Go to my side at your own pace."

Renly's voice was still a little hoarse and lazy, and those words didn't have the usual sonorous force, but the tenacity and certainty hidden in them were always the same.

Then, Renly hugged the quilt, turned his head to look in Matthew's direction, and a smile appeared in the corner of his mouth, "That's just an essay from last night, and the melody hasn't been matched yet. Poetry is not like poetry or prose. Like prose, essays are not like essays, and reading should be full of question marks.”

"New album?" Matthew asked, hearing Renly's hoarse "um", he continued, "I remember, you also have a folder in New York, all of which are your creations, many of them Not finished, half or a few lines written, are you sure you don't need to fill them in?"

"Ha. Don't remind me of this." Renly buried his head in the pillow and complained sullenly, "I don't have time, I think the new album may have to open the skylight, ah, sure enough I don't.

Being suitable for being a singer, creating an album or something, it's really torturous, I don't even have a concept. "

"..." Matthew's head was covered with black lines, "The creative drafts left in New York should already exceed the weight of an album, right?"

"The number of songs is true, but they don't necessarily fit on the same album. I need a theme, and the writing so far is quite scattered." Renly said honestly, "Either it is done in good faith, or Just give up, otherwise it's just consuming fans."

Matthew nodded lightly and did not continue arguing. Regarding artistic creation, Renly is the party who has the right to speak, and he is the party of the general public. Thinking of this, Matthew suddenly became curious, "... May I join your side?"

"You've always been on my side." Renly replied without any hesitation, with a faint smile in his voice.

Matthew cast his gaze away, and then saw Renly's gleaming eyes, which seemed to be reflecting the stars in the sky, he paused, "...Can't you regret it?"

"Sorry, there is no way out." Ren Li said with wide-eyed, innocent but firm expression.

Matthew just nodded slightly, "Okay." This made Renly laugh happily, and Matthew continued, "It's time to get up. How are you, are you ready?"

"Of course," Renly said lightly. "I don't think today is anything special. It's a brand new day just like the past week."

Matthew shoved the letterhead in his hand into the folder on the desk and said casually, "Then we must speed up. It's another busy day."

"...Okay." This time it was Renly's turn to pause and say helplessly.

It has been a week since I arrived in London. In the past period of time, Renly did not stop to adjust, and started to move without stopping, sounding the horn of return.

However, Renly's tactics and approach are very special. He did not appear in high-profile parties or public occasions, but only appeared in private clubs or art galleries one after another. He did not deliberately conceal his whereabouts, nor did he specifically cater to the invitation of events. It was as if he returned to London this time. It's purely a vacation; moreover, it's not a secret vacation, and the relevant itinerary can always be found if you want to.

Gradually, the news spread by word of mouth.

Some people saw Renly in the British Empire Museum, some people saw Renly and Arthur, Andre and others in a private club, and some people saw Renly and Matthew playing tennis in Wimbledon. , and someone saw Renly at the Liverpool racecourse...

and so on.

Then someone made a special trip to those places to make a chance encounter. Renly did not turn away people thousands of miles away, but kept a polite attitude to respond. The previous rumors were confirmed, and then more rumors spread, surrounding Renly. The words were so bustling and lively.

It is rumored that Renly is about to officially return and will settle in London from now on; it is rumored that Renly is going to return to the Hall family and announce a reconciliation with George and Elizabeth; it is rumored that Renly is returning to London this time for a blind date, looking forward to finding the right marriage partner ; Rumor has it that Renly is preparing to make a big splash, leaving the actor industry and entering the business world; Rumor has it that Renly will be on the West End stage again for a new repertoire...

Rumors, rumors, rumors, and countless rumors are spreading. It's hard to tell the truth from falsehood, falsehood and truth, but the truth is always not the point, Renly is. Not the explosive sensation of news media coverage, but the focus of attention that sparked heated debate among certain classes.

After the banquet of the Earl of Oxford last year, the discussion about "Renly-Hall" has never really subsided, but unfortunately, Renly has not much time in London, and he is rarely seen at the banquet. At parties, it also added a legendary dimension to his story and experience; now Renly has finally made an appearance on London's social scene, albeit not a private party, enough to excite the elite and the upper class.

Between anticipation and attention, Renly's every move was sparking discussions, and then, all kinds of gossip gradually gathered together:

According to the latest news from Arthur Hall, Renly Hall is rumored to be the mysterious guest of the charity auction to be held at the Garrick-club on Saturday, and he will also donate The participation of personal items in the auction immediately made the whole high society lively—

Throughout September, the hottest event is this charity auction, no one!

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